I came to the sad realization today (well, if you really stretch the definition of the word sad) that the only designer clothes I own are from Target. And by designer I mean "designer" as they are still just cheap Target clothes. This came directly after another sad realization that yes, I am in fact wearing a swimsuit top instead of a bra. In the middle of January.
The swimsuit was one I recently bought, a black lace "Rodarte" top from the International Target Go collection...or whatever the hell it's called.
And yes, I only bought the top half of the swimsuit. I am that poor.
The above story has nothing to do with this picture except that I feel a strange sort of camaraderie with this little guy:
You sure can little man!
I love his serious face and handkerchief and complete lack of self awareness. But perhaps i'm reading too much in to this...I have been by myself for far too long.
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